Fathers and Sons
an excerpt

Before the Proprietor of Casa Portuguese turned on the strings of outdoor lights, Almeida stepped out onto the wraparound deck. The full moon created dancing shadows on the white sands and He pulled up a chaise lounge as close to the edge of the deck as he could, leaning over the wooden railing, his chin resting on it. He closed his eyes making his hearing most sensitive to the sounds of waves lapping at the shore. From the intensity of the sound, he could tell that the high tide was coming in.